Whatever it was I said or did,
wherever it was I said I’d been
or who I’d met along the way,
he always smiled and nodded;
smiled and said, “Uh-huh. uh-huh,”
and said he’d been there too;
had met and befriended
all the same fine people,
eaten all the same fine meals,
and enjoyed a dark espresso
at all the same fine bistros.

But when he told me all about 
his heartbreaks and his failures,
his loneliness and his darkest fears,
and all of his many truly pointless
obsessions, all I could do was
look into his eyes to see if
anyone I knew looked back.

dVerse Poets
Open Link Night – Live
OLN #282


18 thoughts on “Doppelgänger

  1. When a dialogue isn’t really a dialogue but a talker and an audience there is no other end point… Excellent poem, Ron. Very good hearing you read it live tonight!

  2. ‘One day you’re going to have to face/the deep dark truthful mirror…’ your poem made me think of this song by Elvis Costello. It’s almost impossible to look ourselves in the face. But we should definitely try, as you have done with this thought-provoking poem.

  3. Apologies for reading late, but after the live OLN, I was so tired, and we had the electrician in all yesterday to sort out the heating – there is still none in the study or dining room! I enjoyed the reading and now I’ve read it for myself I appreciate the subtleties of your poem, Ron. The final stanza was a sucker punch.

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